Poem - why it went boom
This is about how me and Lorese were different people and my idea of why it fell appart.
I leave hints
I ushered you
you don't read
between the lines
or usherings
I blew up
you have a layer, blind
and I can't see you 'niever
Poor fing.
I will meet you again
I was strung out
the cak - car birds
smile upon us...
I don't know why.
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